Plastic Words

There in spirits

ravenink@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 20:03:49 GMT

Apparently this last AC,

A few people drew me on a napkin so I could go to dinner with them. Thanks guys. That is one of the sweetest/dorkiest things I have ever heard of.

That is freaking adorable. Does anyone have the napkin for a scan?

I miss you guys.
Guess we'll just have to make this next FC kick more ass to make up for my absence.

Truly,
Kigs

It's happened

ravenink@gmail.com — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 08:33:20 GMT

I've run out of internet

D:

DevArt, FA, livejournal, facebook, myspace, gmail, twitter, World of Warcraft, and more forums and web comics than I care to admit too. But I'm finished. There is no more to read tonight.

I guess I'll go to bed. Not because I need to wake up, but because I've run out of things to amuse myself with. Shame shame.

Truly,
Kigs

Context is for the weak

ravenink@gmail.com — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 20:32:52 GMT

For those in the know,

Xkcd > Dom Comics

Sorry Dom.

Truly,
Kigs

Another one

ravenink@gmail.com — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 05:49:54 GMT

George Carlin has shuffled off the mortal coil.

May his jokes out live him.

Truly,
Kigs

AC

ravenink@gmail.com — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 20:43:15 GMT

I'm not going.

Thanks for continuing to ask. :)

Sounds like myself, spazfox, kutztowndragon and demonvaska are skipping out this con. There goes half of the convention's evil. I expect this will be a good wholesome convention. ;)

Truly,
Kigs

It's ALIVE!!!

ravenink@gmail.com — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 03:25:05 GMT

My car is working.

Whether she be called Shelob, Big Red, The Boat, or the Heart heart love sugar rainbow machine, my 99' Ford Taurus SE is back on the streets. After a month of enough welding, pick and pulls, sanding, drilling, and replacing to put Frankenstein to shame, the car is now fully operational. Well, almost. The bumper and right doors are dented and the air conditioning doesn't work, but it's capable of rolling from place to place.

Insurance active. Registration active. Summer active. Job prospects marginal. It's adventure time.

Truly,
Kigs

Shameless plug of the month

ravenink@gmail.com — Tue, 03 Jun 2008 23:15:10 GMT

airukitsu is offering spiffy mood themes. If you want an example, check out mine. :D

Go check her lj for details. Funds will go towards transporting the monohorn dragon weirdo and her freak buddy to Anthrocon, I believe.

She is now offering caricatures and custom icons as well.

Kigs out.

Truly,
Kigs

Epiphany #230

ravenink@gmail.com — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 22:35:51 GMT

The Road Runner Cartoon was a corner stone of my childhood.

Now you know.

Truly,
Kigs

Chops

ravenink@gmail.com — Tue, 27 May 2008 08:31:39 GMT

This beauty was linked on facebook and I thought I'd share it.

That's me as the head constable in a production of Pirates of Penzance. Note the chops. The lady on my right is Mary Anne Hernandez, and I don't believe either of us had slept in a very long time when this photo was taken.

In other news, I just returned from the Indiana Jones movie. No spoilers. It was cheesy, over the top, excessive, formulaic, and I loved nearly every minute of it.

Go to the movies expecting a ride. Expect Nazi face melting and shamelessly epic lines. Don't expect a cognitively engaging piece of film. All in all, I approve.

Truly,
Kigs

Space Cadet Glow

ravenink@gmail.com — Mon, 19 May 2008 11:28:00 GMT

Just got back from the Dresden Dolls show.

The energy was infectious. By the time they got off stage, half the audience was ready to go home, slap on some eye liner, and start a revolution. There is something about live music which gets under your skin. It settles in nice and comfy and starts up a nasty itch that makes you wonder what lies behind the walls people place between themselves and everyone else.

ziibminthalij (We have dorky Swahili internet names XD) was nice enough to find me a ticket. I only wish we had gotten more time to hang out.

Oh well. We must amend this come summer time.

Truly,
Kigs

Nerd Gold

ravenink@gmail.com — Fri, 09 May 2008 08:10:17 GMT

I just finished a game of poker for World of Warcraft gold. We live in a very odd generation.

Truly,
Kigs

Engines and Poker

ravenink@gmail.com — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 23:01:08 GMT

Played Poker with some friends the other night.

I was getting crappy hands but managed to stay in the game for most of the night. At one point I bluffed a friend out of a few bucks with a pair of twos. At another point, I drew a pocket Queen and an Ace of Hearts and left the table to have a cigarette. When my friend asked me if I was going to fold, I just told him to have me match whatever anyone raised and tell me if I won when I came back.

Pair of queens. Another three bucks. Good ol Texas Hold em.

Not a bad game. Well worth the five dollars to play. God knows I drank that much in beer. The numbers eventually caught up with me and I walked away from the table for good. At least for the night.

It seems that my luck has been catching up with me lately. As the great pendulum swings, ripples of movement impact ones life. Pami is back is town and we are no longer fighting. Positive ripple. I can't find a good job. Negative ripple. I'm slowly finding more freelance work. Positive ripple. My car stopped working Saturday and hasn't turned on since. A very large, very negative piece of karmatic debris in my pond.

I'm going to call a friend and have him take a look at my car. Some friends from the filming last week suggested that it may be a fuel injector problem. I'm hoping that the transmission has not gone out.

Either way, I will most likely have to get a crappy job in Brentwood soon so I can make the funds to fix my car. I will not work retail or sales, which definitely limits the possibilities in this suburban town. It just feels so demeaning having done four years of college and being reduced to doing something like making coffee or selling insurance.

I have to do something soon or that pendulum is going to cut me next time it comes around the middle. You can't bluff a machine.

Truly,
Kigs

Movie Details

ravenink@gmail.com — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:14:18 GMT

Filming for "The Roomie" finished this Wednesday.
I know I've been sparse with details until now.
Thank you for being patient.

"The Roomie" is a short film by redstorm in which three loser roommates attempt to fill a space in their apartment. They eventually find the perfect roommate, a clean cut cute girl who is hiding some dark secrets. Horror Comedy.

Lex asked gatcat and me to help Assistant Direct the piece.

She really pulled out all the stops for this one. Excellent Camera equipment and talent was provided by the local community. Studio space was provided by Ohlone College.

Here are some sneak peak photos by gatcat

Off screen pictures.

I am a shameless tyrant.
Here are some pictures of the cast.

Blood Test.

Gat does some good work. More of his photography can be seen at GatCat's DeviantArt

To everyone who helped with the project,

The final product should be completed by the middle of next month. I'll post again when I have more details.

Truly,
Kigs

Brains are silly things

ravenink@gmail.com — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 10:28:08 GMT

I just misread someone's lj name as, "Rainbowjew".
It's time to go to sleep.

Tomorrow is the last day of filming for redstorm's movie. If gatcat allows me to, I'll post some photos from the shoot in the evening.

Editing is scheduled to be finished in mid May. That is, of course, only if we can find a proper editor.

Truly,
Kigs

Late night migration

ravenink@gmail.com — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 06:44:15 GMT

Off to do more filming.

I'll post all the details when I get back.

Truly,
Kigs

Unfortunate dire circumstances

ravenink@gmail.com — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 21:49:26 GMT

I rubbed my nose. Now I am in pain. Horrid, horrid, white hot pain.

In my hurry to scratch an itch, I had forgotten that I had eaten hot peppers with lunch.

MY NOSE IS BURNING!!! D:

Truly,
Kigs

Simple day

ravenink@gmail.com — Sun, 06 Apr 2008 05:47:03 GMT

Met up with my old friend Julia from high school, her friend Siggy, and Daryl.

Randy fished us out of some trouble finding crash space.
The day began with coffee and an omelette at a French cafe, followed by a jazz festival, some general mischief, a picnic, and plenty of wine and whiskey.

All in all I feel satisfied..

Truly,
Kigs

Fooled ya

ravenink@gmail.com — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 21:50:47 GMT

April Fools day is like Christmas on the internet.

It's the one day where this place becomes my stomping grounds. This year was the year of the Rick'Roll. I had never even heard of being Rick'Rolled until this year and I must have fallen for it a dozen times.

Yes, Lazaro was actually my great grandfather. Weird eh?
Yes, everything else that I posted yesterday was an April Fools Joke.
No, I am not being deported.
No, I am not actually unhappy with Airu or Mala.
No, I am not emo.
I thought the bad poetry in the last one would have been a dead give away.

I suggest that everyone go sign/read the Petition to keep me in America. There are some epic entires in there.

I would like to thank everyone who played along. You made yesterday believable.

To everyone who fell for it,
Thank you for caring and/or defending me.

Please take this as a reminder not to start drama over livejournal, as it simply turns into an elongated series of ROFLs and LOLs. The truth of the matter is that friends deserve a better place to explain themselves on serious issues than an online forum.

Don't disrespect them by posting passive aggressive, or simply aggressive, messages on the internet.

Finally, there were a few exceptional April Fools Day jokes which I would like to acknowledge and share.

The Best Rick'Roll Award goes to jonaswins for convincing forty people that Yerf was back up.

The Classic Award goes to buttfacemakani for this year's best Character Theft.

The Highest Production Value Award goes to IGN for the Zelda Movie Trailer

The Nerd award goes to Blizzard for announcing the release of World of Warcraft: Molten Core on a console platform. Watch the trailer.

Please comment with your nominees for the Best April Fools Joke of 2008.
I will post up the winner tomorrow so everyone can see it.

Falsely,
Kigs

Save the Kigs!

ravenink@gmail.com — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 01:57:56 GMT

Keep me from being deported.

Please sign this petition to keep me in the states.

Kindly post this on your journal.

Truly,
Kigs

Rebuttal

ravenink@gmail.com — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 01:03:16 GMT

Since malaikawolfcat and airukitsu decided to make a spectacle of my problems, I'm posting this here publicly.

First to Mala,
I hate you.
Don't lie to the internet.

To Airu,
Story time!

Little known fact (This is true. I fucking swear):
My great grandfather was Lazaro Cardenas, the former President of Mexico who was well known for oil trades, riding to meetings on his horse, and being the person who sold lower California to the United States.

My family is fairly well known down there. How is this a problem?

Thanks to Airu's public announcement that I am an illegal immigrant, I received an unsavory phone call this evening.

I am being deported.

Thanks Airu. Bitch.

Truly,
Kigs

Moon and Stars

ravenink@gmail.com — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 20:23:56 GMT

What happened?

malaikawolfcat is an Indian giver.

Which is, by the way, the most racist term ever! It's based on how the Native Americans sold their land for beads and then later attempted to renounce the deal and keep the land.

That was one hell of a tangent.

Last Summer I went to visit Mala. We had a grand ol time watching movies and going hiking. At one point she let me go to work with her and help feed the Giraffes. After a week, she thanked me and gave me a statue of a white wolf with black moon and star markings on its butt. A small feather hung from its ear. I was touched.

Over the last year I have grown quite attached to this statue. It's helped me through rough times; providing meditation aid and a pleasant atmosphere. Recently, I begun to feel a very strong connection with it and decided that this White Wolf must be my Native American totemic spirit animal.

Then, out of freaking nowhere, Mala calls me up and demands her statue back. She's moving out to Texas and wants to take it with her.

Guys I need your help. I'm not sure how to handle this.

She gave it to me.
That means it's mine, right?

Truly,
Kigs

Turn the page

ravenink@gmail.com — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 10:15:08 GMT

Another chapter ends. Why do I even try?

Here is a poem which shows how I feel.

I don’t know why things make me cry
That’s when I want to curl up and die
It feels like the walls are caving in on me
It’s dark inside. I can not see
All I feel is dampness and cold
There is no one to grab and hold
I try not to show you that I hurt
But, sometimes I can not hide all the dirt
The pain is so sharp, it feels like a knife
Hitting the bone and taking my life
Why is it that I got out of the way?
Why didn’t I hold my ground and stay?
Was it my destiny to be like this?
A sinking, filling, drowning pit?
A life unknown from us all
No reason to be here, no one to call
Then you entered my life and made me feel whole
You spoke to my heart and you touched my soul.
-Shirley A Parkinson

Maybe I'll post more about it tomorrow. Maybe.

Truly,
Kigs

Politics

ravenink@gmail.com — Fri, 28 Mar 2008 11:36:18 GMT

This presidential campaign has made me giggle more than any one in the past. Perhaps it's the level of mud slinging or perhaps I'm just old enough to fully appreciate the three ring dog and pony show.

But thus far, this quote has brought the most joy and laughter to my heart.

"Ron Paul could never be President. He is too short"
-Pacific Young College Republican

Thank you PYCR meeting. You never fail to entertain.

Truly,
Kigs

Conundrum Soup

ravenink@gmail.com — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 23:25:45 GMT

Soup Bones are amongst the most confounding of food specimens.

One is confronted with the choice between a chicken (or beef) cut with a bone or without a bone. There are advantages to both.

In boneful soup, the broth tends to be richer and full of flavor. The downside of this is that one must gnaw the meat off of the bone once it has been retrieved from the bowl. This also leads to silly silly images of people attempting to peel meat off of a bone using a spoon; the most useless of utensils where meat is concerned.

Boneless soup is easier to manage. The meat can be cut up into smaller, easier to manage pieces which can be happily devoured with a spoon. No trouble. No additional problems. No gnawing meat off of a bone. The negative aspect of this is that it tends to lead to a less savory broth.

I am pro-soup bones. There is something primordially enjoyable about gnawing softened meat off of a bone. It's the same reason I love T-bone steak.

malaikawolfcat appears to be a proponent of boneless soups for easier enjoyment.

Where do you sit on this grand divide?
The world demands to know!

Truly,
Kigs

Escapades

ravenink@gmail.com — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 06:15:45 GMT

I am finally back in Brentwood.

My friends in Sacramento kidnapped me Saturday night and forced me to drink their alcohol, play their video games, and deal with their company. It was horrible. There was beer and pizza everywhere.

Empty bottles lay strewn on every flat surface like corpses from a volatile war. A war in which humanity had finally triumphed over the forces of crappy liquor and arisen victorious...and drunk.

My comrades stuck with me until we met our hop-filled end and fell into a deep slumber. I didn't truly wake up until this afternoon.

Lots of fun. Lots of good conversation.
We need to do it again some time.

Truly,
Kigs